Chapter 11

Because it was so pitiful, Lord Rodan... or rather, Lord Ulde the butler, quickly gathered a mountain of expensive fabric.

"Sorry, Yui, can you ask Lord Arjitt to make something like the nightgowns you make?"

I nod at Lord Rodan's request for embroidery.

A full set of clothes and proper undergarments will take a bit more time.

It's a yukata, I knew immediately because Lord Rodan sews and uses it, so I understood it right away. It's almost a single piece, and since Lord Rodan uses it after bathing, he must know how comfortable it is.

For now, I avoid the expensive and heavy fabrics, choose a type of fabric suitable for undergarments, and have it spread out on the table.

Without hesitation, I cut the fabric with a swift motion, pin it, and stroke the spider's back.

I thread the needle with the thread that comes out smoothly...

"The former king seems to be compatible with the spirits of light, ice, air, moon, and green," I mutter, looking at the colors of the spirits that had been gently accompanying him.

Though, for some reason, they are all small children.

"Please."

I call out, not wanting to overwork the small children, asking for the ones who are willing to give their power to the former king to come forward.

Former King Arjitt held his breath.

He was surprised not only by the many healthy spirits floating around the mansion, which rivaled a sanctuary, but also by the abilities of the children who were said to be on par with the true head of the Nuier family.

On the spider's belly, the spirits danced in a circle, gracefully passing the next spot to each other. Around them, the spirits were waiting in line to give their power... an unbelievable scene.

In normal blessed sewing, the spirits' power must seep into the Nuier family's spider silk and magic that has been sewn.

To receive power willingly and actively from the start is nothing short of a miracle.

"Maybe the moon spirit would be good from here on," the child murmurs, and the spirits change places, making me dizzy. Even magicians use the power of the spirits, but for that, they need the skill to channel magic through their voice, specialized knowledge, and the spirits' favor.

For a child who is not a magician, the spirits are happily using their power...

This must be on par with the true head or the legendary founder of the Nuier family...

Moreover, the fabric cut haphazardly is sewn at a magical speed, transforming into a mysterious shape of clothing, leaving me speechless.

"It's a nightgown," the girl says, taking out the same clothes in different sizes from the additional luggage Ulde brought and putting them on to show.

"Please put it on like this..."

She adds, "Take off the other clothes," and turns her back, making me think, even though she is small, she is a daughter, and I find it endearing.

Without hesitation, I strip naked and put on the nightgown as the child instructed...

Arjitt feels the fatigue that had clung to his body dissipate instantly.

"Amazing..."

He realizes the spirits that had been accompanying him have grown. The simple baby dress, which was like a red infant's dress, has changed in color and shape to something like this nightgown, as if a baby had grown into a toddler.

Such phenomena occur rarely when a spirit-attuned magician grows rapidly due to some factor.

"Lord Arjitt, your magic power..."

Rodan mutters, and Arjitt nods.

Even those who cannot see the spirits can sense the change in magic power.

"This is indeed what you wanted to introduce me to."

"I didn't expect it to go this far..."

The girl tilts her head in wonder, unable to keep up with the shock around her.